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1 stories · started over 15 years ago
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OWL VS MOUSE

Suddenly everything was silent, at the death at night as the moon shined upon me. I stroll through the streets peacef...

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9 stories · started about 16 years ago
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The Sound in the Woods

Silence was all they heard. Deep in the woods Finn and Alana watched the moon. They both sat there in a peaceful sile...

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The fairy and the moon

The moon was up and bright, I would hear the trees sing to it's glory and sight. I always wanted to go to the moon, a...

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Cursed

The embroidery was hard to steal. Laser beams criss crossing the museum walls and floors. Two hours later I was openi...

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4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The bully

The bully grabbed me and Billy by the collar. He started dragging us in the direction of what looked like a soccer go...

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The Mystery

It seemed a good idea to tell the kids to hide behind the bars when the boy went berserk. Glue sniffing was the first...

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Three Goalies

Josh ground his teeth in frustration. The other kids on the playground were really getting to be a nuisance. He'd he...

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First line

The sound reverberated through the streets.

8 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Streets

The sound reverberated through the streets. I dropped to my knees, the metal in the synth-leg clanging against the me...

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Father and Son

I came down the stairs after I heard the rumbling in the streets. Something shook my potted plant, the one my grandmo...

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The mob held torches like flags, upright and proud, ready for battle with the onion factory. Sons, mothers, daughters...

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First line

The maple leaves will change and fall with a certain grace – November will begin.

8 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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#hashtag condolivin'

#hashtag condo livin. Last year i bought a tiny orange tree to spruce up my tiny patio. #condolife. Over the many m...

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Tree Nymph

The colors bleed into brown, red to rust, green to yellow. The maple leaves will change and fall with a certain grac...

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Winter worship

then the cold A wet cold that moves through you that clings to your insides A cold that whispers soft and true _You ...

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I lost my grip on the wheel.

9 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Ice

It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, ...

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Losing my grip

I lost my grip on the wheel. It had happened before, but it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as now. I had just left P.E...

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Driving along a road at night, rain pelting down, tall trees waving low branches across the sky, no moon, no road lig...

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2 stories · started over 12 years ago
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Jump

"You can't stay there all day." I glanced up at my mum who was throwing open the curtains with the wild abandon of so...

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If I Stay Asleep

You can hide me here, in my pretty things. I will not stir to fight the malaise. However did you want me, strong? T...

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Tonight is my night.

1 stories · started almost 14 years ago
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A Realization

When I was younger, I remember all of the pressure that was placed on me to be good enough. The training that I had ...

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2 stories · started almost 13 years ago
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80th birthday

For his 80th birthday he had decided to go on a vacation he had never been to before. He packed his bag with only inf...

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What?

"Come here often, do you?" The old man said. He was sitting on the iron bench waiting, like me, for the bus. His cl...

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He ran into the room, his heart pounding, and his clothes soaking wet.

31 stories · started about 15 years ago
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A very rainy day

He ran into the room, his heart pounding and his clothes soaking wet. Just earlier that day, he headed out for the d...

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Dust

Immediately he ripped his dresser draw open. Rummaging through the clothes all neatly packed. Foot steps are heard fr...

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So much for God.

"Damnit Christine, god damnit, call 911!" I shouted, dropping my sisters limp body on the bed. There was froth aroun...

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